Chapter 245 The Power of One Breath

This mysterious master only gave him such a sentence. From that tone, it can be heard that the destruction of the mortal world is inevitable. As for whether he can leave a spark, it is completely up to God's will.

"Legendary King, this is the head of the old fairy of Tota, but I'm afraid it will be very difficult to refine the colorful pagoda unless you find the spirit of the colorful pagoda." Outside the palace, the swordsmanship genius handed over a sealed head to Mu Zifeng.

"Thank you very much." As soon as Mu Zifeng grabbed it, his head flew into the heavenly cave and quickly merged with the body. Soul power and blood power blended together and rushed into the sea of knowledge. At the same time, it stimulates the Taoist species in the body, and the whole person disappears in place.

The mortal world is full of wars, and countless evil forces have rushed out of the sleeping world and the sea of evil clouds. They have formed a new strength to fight against one side and fight against the holy land of martial arts. The secular empire was affected, and there was war, death and killing everywhere.

I didn't expect that the catastrophe of heaven and earth had not yet come, and the hidden dangers left thousands of years ago had burst out. Mu Zifeng appeared on a peak. As far as he could see, there was a huge evil camp. The garrison was undulating, and its scale was much stronger than the previous Lingshan, among which the powerful and domineering atmosphere was constantly fluctuating.

Mu Zifeng sneered at the corners of his mouth. His soul was integrated, and a huge aura rushed into his body and blended with qi and blood. With a loud noise, a huge opening was torn open in the sky, and it seemed that it could not withstand the power rising to the sky.

The rules between heaven and earth were broken, and Mu Zifeng's soul seemed to have gained great freedom, and his strength continued to improve, and he soon reached the peak of power level.

And his true power is also soaring crazily, with no obstacles at all. The acupuncture points in his body are constantly rushing open. So far, the acupuncture points he has opened are close to 10,000, and the glazed qi and blood are gradually boiling, burning a pure fire.

Yes, now his qi and blood are so powerful that he has evolved the fire of qi and blood, also known as the sacred fire.

A huge temple field wrapped him, and the eight beasts roared more and more fiercely in that field, and there was a tendency to transform and advance.

A stream of enlightenment flows rapidly in my mind.

"Holy Church Totem."

A holy church fell from the sky, and eight huge seats condensed on the church, each of which was brilliant. Then the eight beasts on the eight Optimus Prime flew into the seat and coiled on it, as if they were receiving everyone's worship.

He finally broke through to the divine change, and even the qi and blood, and the eight methods of the Holy Church also metamorphed.

After the sanctuary field, it is the sanctuary totem.

The shocking movement here has attracted the attention of those evil forces, and suddenly flew out of 17 powerful figures. They were the 17 ancestors who took their lives. They landed around Mu Zifeng and surrounded them.

Mu Zifeng restrained his breath and looked at them coldly, "You are too calm to make such a big noise."

"Master, this boy is obviously a divine change, but even the ancestor who took his life at the peak can't do the noise just now."

"Don't say much, fall into the hands of our one-eyed family and still peel off a layer of skin alive."

These people are all one-eyed and don't know what strange tribal races are. The most powerful of these people is the peak cultivation, and the rest are in the middle and early cultivation.

After Mu Zifeng broke through to the divine change, under the catalysis of surging aura, his strength has long been comparable to that of the ancestor of the peak fate, and his strength continues to improve, which seems to have the momentum of directly breaking through to the fate.

"There's a lot of nonsense." Mu Zifeng punched, and a magnificent church was suppressed. What he used was the totem of the church that had just been transformed successfully. He saw the eight beasts on the seat chanting strange spells one by one. The spell turned into the Sanskrit sound of heaven and earth, calming people's hearts in an instant.

With a bang, an evil ancestor failed to resist the light and suddenly crawled on the ground, with a gray fog all over his body, and then respectfully knelt down, kowtowed and prayed there.

"Hmm." Mu Zifeng immediately felt that his soul body had received an energy that had never been seen before, which was a higher level than the aura, because after integrating into the soul body, the speed of transformation immediately accelerated.

"What's the matter? The protector seems to be controlled by the soul." Another ancestor who claimed his life screamed. He turned over and turned his hand with a sword. The sword had the power to break the sky and could be destroyed in an instant within a hundred miles.

"The weak one is vulnerable, kill." Mu Zifeng stretched out his hand and grabbed it. The sick five-level magic sword collapsed and exploded like ice. He punched the other party's chest and dented his chest. "You also submit."

When the second deadly ancestor was controlled, the remaining ancestors finally found that the situation was not good, especially the patriarch at the peak, who had felt Mu Zifeng's threat to him.

"Tong Tianshengong." A dark altar rises behind him. The altar is built with many heads. In the middle of the altar, a small child is condensed. He has no facial features, but he can feel that the evil breath can't resist even the ancestors in the early days of the fate.

"It's useless to resist." Mu Zifeng waved his hand and flew out of 30 ancestors, who were the little saints, the king of light and darkness. Each of them is the peak strength, and in this hundred years of practice, the power has been born into another magical realm, which seems to be between the practice of Qi and the holy realm, which can be called semi-saint.

As soon as they appeared, the momentum emanating from their bodies alone made the demon ancestors present trembling. One by one, they could not bear the pressure and fell to the ground one after another.

"Holy Church Totem." Mu Zifeng subdued the fourteen ancestors one by one and received the mysterious power from their bodies. "Is this the power of faith?" Mu Zifeng learned something from Xiao Mumu that this power is really the power of faith. The eight beasts seem to have incarnated into totem beasts and can receive the worship of all sentient beings.

"Is the holy land of martial arts all working together? Otherwise, how can there be so many top strong men? This is impossible to happen at all. Absolutely not." The patriarch's face turned green, and his condensed altar exploded, so the evil breath was refined by the three people.

Mu Zifeng flashed in front of him and bombarded him on the forehead with a palm. A holy temple light penetrated into his heavenly cave and quickly controlled his soul.

"The power of faith can accelerate the catalysis of my soul. It's good. In a few more days, it can directly impact the fate." Mu Zifeng silently felt the power of their faith and said coldly, "We don't have to pester other evil spirits. We can't save too many people. Heaven is ruthless, and we are powerless to compete. Let's go and subdue all the deadly demons in the mortal world. My soul can transform successfully and become a real holy level in the shortest time at the fastest speed.

Fly all the way, every time he met a demon camp, Mu Zifeng only subdued the ancestors who took their lives, and the rest were left to die. After flying for a whole month, Mu Zifeng subdued no less than 200 powerful demon ancestors, and his soul finally broke through to the semi-holy level under the catalysis of the power of faith.

And his strength has also accumulated to the peak of the border. As long as he finds an opportunity, he can directly attack the land of life. At that time, it is possible to directly kill ten peak ancestors between hands and feet.

Because his power is almost invincible now.

"The martial arts holy place in front of us is so big, which is more than 50 times larger than the previous Lingshan, and there are endless masters in it. Which martial arts shrine is this? On this day, Mu Zifeng saw a giant martial arts holy place appear in front of him and was confused by its magnificent momentum. Such a scale could be comparable to the Tianmo Sword Sect. He never knew that he had such strength in the Xuanhuangfan world.

Suddenly, a musical note in his body burst. When the mind moved, it was actually used by the members of the Holy League to communicate with each other, and it seemed that the members who made a sound were in front of the holy place.

Mu Zifeng moved under his feet, and people have silently entered the center of the martial arts holy land, where there is a giant peak, and on the top of the peak is a magnificent palace.

There are many powerful ancestors gathered in the palace, and the fifteen most powerful ancestors are sitting at the top. Under the breath, everyone is similar to the King of Light and Dark and others, and their strength is between Bozhong.

And there are also nearly 300 ancestors in the desperate realm below, with divine changes, and the realm is even more unknown.

In the middle position, the seventy-nine ancestors of the changed world were tied by a special chain. Their strength was sealed, and they were all angry but could not break free.

"Now the world is in chaos, the beacon smoke is everywhere, and the disaster has fallen. As disciples of the holy land of martial arts, you should have had the idea of devoting yourself to becoming benevolence. You all have bones and spiritual roots. We have been focusing on cultivating you for so long, and it's time to close the net. Don't blame us for being ruthless. As long as we take away your bones and spiritual bodies, we have hope to become saints, and then we can take everyone to seize the last line of life.

A supreme man stood up and said loudly. His eyes were very calm, as if it was not a disciple of divine change who knelt in front of him, but just an indiscipator.

"Whoever dares to touch the king will die today." At this moment, a cold voice sounded and walked outside the hall into a magnificent figure.

"Bold." Recently, an ancestor of divine change saw that the realm of people who spoke wildly was the same as him and roared with a punch.

"Waste." As soon as Mu Zifeng opened his mouth and blew, he saw a hurricane on the flat ground. The weather turned into a terrible lethal weapon, and a huge black hole condensed between the rotation, and the phagocyance directly enveloped 50 people.

The 50 ancestors were all disciples of divine change. Although they reacted quickly and had the ability to resist, they had no effect at all. They exclaimed that they were swallowed up one after another. In the hurricane, it rotated for a week and turned into a blood mist and was refined.

What kind of martial arts is this? How terrible this power has reached the point of killing so many disciples in one breath. No one present can use this method.